“Nobody passed me. You are sure he is on board?”
“He was a minute ago.”
And, as briefly as possible, Bob related what had occurred.
“He must be a desperate fellow,” said the train-hand, with a shake of his head.
“He is, and I want to catch him the worst way.”
“Humph! Well, let us take a look with the lantern. We don’t want any such fellows on this train.”
The man got his lantern from the caboose, and the two began a rapid search around each car.
“He might have dropped down on one of the platforms and swung himself into one of the empty cars,” suggested the train-hand. “Or he might have jumped off.”
“I don’t think he jumped off,” replied Bob. “Let us look into those cars just ahead.”
The train-hand went ahead, and not without difficulty swung himself into one of the empty cars.